I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

As the first rays of dawn's sunlight filtered through the treetops and shone on the ground of Eversong Forest, the human priest Alvin Priest awoke from his coma.

He felt a splitting headache and there was a big lump on the back of his head that was causing severe pain.

I tried hard to recall what happened last night, but my mind was just a blur.

I vaguely remember being asked by my gay friend to have his feet massaged.

As a result, he rejected it sternly on the grounds that he was the copy below.

Then the world suddenly spun before my eyes, and when I came to my senses I found myself here.

But the scene he saw after opening his eyes almost scared him silly...

The carriage was completely destroyed.

The grass is stained red with blood,

The corpses were lying on the ground in all directions.

There were also shrill screams coming from my ears from time to time,

And a few strong and brutal figures not far away...

All of them reveal the approaching danger.

Alvin's heartbeat quickened, and fear surged over him like a tide.

"What exactly is going on?"

Alvin muttered tremblingly.

"What the hell is this place? Have I been drugged by some new type of drug?"

He stood up shakily, holding on to the broken wheel, and looked around, trying to determine the situation.

A low growl came from deep in the woods.

Alvin looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge figure slowly emerging from the shadows.

The spear in his hand flashed with cold light,

His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

Obviously, he was the culprit of the massacre.

Alvin was frightened by the appearance of the person who came and cried out in surprise.

Because he was too familiar with this guy's ugly appearance!

The skin of the person who came was a dark green.

He was hunched over, with strange symbols painted on his naked upper body, as if he had merged with the surrounding jungle, exuding a primitive and wild atmosphere.

There was a hideous scar on his long and narrow face, and long fangs extended downward from the corners of his mouth and then hooked upwards. The tips of his fangs flashed with cold light, as if ready to tear the enemy's throat at any time.

His hair was extremely wild, with a mohawk or mane of brightly colored hair sticking up on top of his head.

Then there is a neutral position below!

This is a troll commonly seen in the game World of Warcraft!

The troll was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and his body was covered in blood. It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the fierce battle.

He gripped the rough spear in his hand with three thick fingers. The tip of the spear was covered with blood and dirt, emitting a disgusting smell.

The troll approached Alvin with malicious intent, as if ready to pounce on his target at any moment.

Alvin's legs went weak. He didn't think he could fight this brutal guy with his bare hands.

Driven by fear, he wanted to turn around and run away, but his steps were so heavy that he couldn't even move.

Suddenly, the troll let out a high-pitched scream and leaped high into the air, charging towards Alvin.

The troll was extremely fast. In just a moment, it rushed in front of Alvin and thrust its spear into him fiercely!

There is no hiding!

In his despair, a blazing flame passed by him and hit the troll's chest.

"boom!"

A violent explosion occurred in the troll's chest, and the monster screamed in pain. A huge bloody hole was blasted out of his originally strong chest muscles by the flames!

The wound was instantly burned black by the scorching flames.

The troll dropped his spear and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Alvin escaped death, and looked back in shock.

A female blood elf was standing not far away, using a staff to support her trembling slender body.

There was a flicker of fire at the tip of the staff, and the air seemed to still have the residual heat of the fireball.

A blood elf, Alvin thought.

Blood elves?! Trolls!

Trolls?! Blood elves?

......

Did I travel through time?

At this moment, the sunlight just happened to shine through the golden woods onto the female blood elf, allowing Alvin to see her appearance clearly.

Her long orange hair had been tangled from the battle, and her ponytail was heavy with blood and dust.

Her face was covered with traces of battle, with blood and dirt sticking to her cheeks, forming mottled marks.

There was a hint of fatigue in her eyes, and she was breathing heavily, using her staff to support her shaky body.

Alvin felt a surge of gratitude.

But before he could open his mouth to thank him, something unexpected happened!

A shrill scream came from the tree above her head, and another troll jumped down from the tree, raising an axe and chopping at the female elf.

The elf had no time to dodge and was hit directly on the back by the huge battle axe.

"what!!!"

The girl screamed and was pushed forward by the violent impact. She staggered two steps and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Quick, run!"

The female elf raised her head, spitting blood, her face covered in blood, and shouted at Alvin in Elvish.

The arcane light in her eyes had begun to fade.

Alvin watched helplessly as his savior was killed instantly by a sudden and fatal attack. Anger caused the hot blood in his body to rush to his brain!

He gritted his teeth so hard that they made a clattering sound, and even bit the corners of his mouth.

Never abandon your savior and run away alone!

Besides, even if they wanted to escape, it would be impossible to escape from the hands of these trolls who are good at jungle warfare.

The troll chopped down the elf, shook the blood off the axe, and walked towards Alvin with a grin.

Alvin made a quick life-or-death decision.

He lowered his body, picked up the stone spear on the ground, and prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, a row of familiar skill icons suddenly appeared in Alvin's mind!

——These are all the priest skills he used when playing "World of Warcraft".

Each icon flickered, as if waiting for his choice.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Years of gaming experience have enabled him to develop conditioned reflexes.

Quickly selected a skill icon - "Holy Fire".

This is a skill that can cause a large amount of holy damage to distant enemies, and can also make the enemies burn and suffer continuous damage from holy flames.

He stretched out his hands forward, and naturally chanted a spell he had never known before, and golden light began to flicker around him.

In an instant, a dazzling light burst out from his body, like the sun's radiance illuminating the entire forest.

The troll was frightened by the sudden light and stopped moving forward.

Alvin saw fear in his foul eyes.

"Holy Fire!!"

Alvin shouted, and the light transformed into a wave of holy energy that descended from the sky, striking the troll directly on the head.

"Ouch!"

A thrilling howl came from the flames.

The troll was instantly pierced by this powerful sacred flame.

Golden flames suddenly burst out all over his body.

In just a few breaths, the troll's body was burned black by the golden flames and fell to the ground.

Alvin felt the surging divine power in his body, and was surprised that the damage of the holy fire was so high!

He stood over the charred body of the troll, breathing heavily.

I feel a little dizzy.

"Damn, I must have directed too much..."

But the battle was far from over. The trolls that were originally scattered everywhere turned their heads like sharks smelling blood and immediately noticed the abnormality here.

The trolls roared angrily and rushed towards Alvin together, there were five of them in total!

Alvin knew that if these ferocious guys got close to him, there would be no way to escape.

In a hurry, he noticed a blue skill icon suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Psychic Scream!"

Irvin stretched out his arms, raised his head high, and the obscure words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

In an instant, a black shadow energy spread out from around Alvin's body like ripples in the air, passing through the trolls who were about to strangle his neck.

The three trolls closest to him suddenly stopped beside Alvin like puppets that had lost power.

The next moment, the three trolls suddenly let out sharp screams as if they had gone mad.

They dropped their weapons and fled frantically in all directions with their hands covering their heads, as if they were frightened by the most terrifying thing in the world.

The remaining two trolls looked at each other in confusion. They racked their slow brains but still couldn't figure out what had happened.

However, as jungle hunters with an almost instinctive sense of danger, they subconsciously took a few steps back.

They looked back at their companions who had already run away. The two trolls looked at each other, roared, turned around and ran away quickly.

After a long time, the trolls still didn't come back.

It seems that the effect of "fear" in the real world not only makes the enemy run around uncontrollably, but also can directly crush the enemy's spirit and destroy the opponent's fighting will!

He quickly reviewed his skills again in his mind.

I can actually use all the skills of the World of Warcraft priest profession from the vanilla era to the dragon version!

Could this be the legendary golden finger? !